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The girls ate the last bites of their dinner while still gossiping about Amna's phone call with 5aled. They finished watching the last episode of Gossip Girl, then they all packed up their belongings and Amna kindly escorted them out.
By the time the group had left, Amna was exhausted. Still in her sweats, she kissed her mother goodnight and headed back to her bedroom. She picked up her blackberry and checked to see if she received any messages and remembered that 7amad said he would call her to have a "serious" talk.
"It's 12:30, when is he thinking about calling?" She mumbled, stroking her fingers through her fine hair. She couldn't care less anyway. She sighed in relief, hoping he will forget to call her for the rest of her life.
She couldn't sleep, just as much as she wanted to, she needed to finish the last few lines of her extended essay. Amna placed her phone near her Pro, poured herself a frigid glass of milk and began typing. She opened up iTunes and clicked on her favourite Rashed Al Majed song and hummed the lyrics silently. Amna finished typing the last few words, then speedily called up 3li. After just one ring her brother from another mother answered ..
"Amoooon! Wallah tawni kint ba6ershlich message! Fedaitich sha5barech?" He answered in exhilaration.
"Hehe, 9b7an Allah! I'm good, how are you 3looy?"
"I'm good, I'm good, shway ta3ban though .."
"Inzain 3alawi, why did you give 5aled my number?" She asked curiously, not like she minded.
"5alood? Ishda5al, I didn't give him your number, laish?"
"You didn't? 'Cause he called me elyoum, he told me he got it from you." She said, suprised.
"Nope, so .. did you talk him?"
"Ee, we talked. He seems like a nice guy."
"Yeah, he's great!" Amna detected the excitement in 3li's voice. "You guys actually have a lot in common, I just realized. The whole horse riding thing .."
"Haha! Yeah I know, and we're both Pisces!"
"We all need to go out together sometime, me, you, 5aled .."
"Mmm, yeah okay I'll see. 3ayal bakalmik bukra .."
"Okay fedaitich, take care!" "You too .."
Just as Amna put her blackberry down, it juddered. She glanced at the flashing phone, and checked to see who was calling. It was 5aled ..
Amna answered. They babbled on about random subjects for ages, he asked her why she didn't send him a message when she woke up, she simply told him she had forgotten. Amna rubbed her eyes with her skinny fingers, and yawned.
"Shfeech Amoon, ta3bana?" 5aled asked with concern.
"Ee ishway, ma3ani rigadt wayed elyoum lisa mashiba3t" She giggled.
"Inzain namy .."
"Oookay, bs gabel ma asker. How did you get my number?" She brought up the subject she discerned 5aled didn't want to talk about.
"Why does it matter?"
"Madree, I just want to know. You told me you got it from 3looy .. I asked him and he didn't know what I was talking about."
"Honestly, I .. I, I stole it from his phone." "Oh .."
"I hope that didn't put you off, bs el9ara7a when I saw you earlier today .. 3jabteni. I got to know you a little bit more, and you're really sweet! I thought we could be good friends, you know?"
"Aww thanks 5aled, you are too! Of course we can be friends .." She blushed.
5aled loved hearing the innocence of her voice, the tenderness of her giggle, he could see her luminous smile on the other side of the phone. He knew he wanted to be more than friends. It wasn't just her perfect, sharp features he adored, it was her personality, her kindness, her sense of humour. He just needed to be patient before he hinted anything.
Amna silenced her phone, got up to brush her teeth, then flattened her body on her bed. She instantly closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
"It's 12:30, when is he thinking about calling?" She mumbled, stroking her fingers through her fine hair. She couldn't care less anyway. She sighed in relief, hoping he will forget to call her for the rest of her life.
She couldn't sleep, just as much as she wanted to, she needed to finish the last few lines of her extended essay. Amna placed her phone near her Pro, poured herself a frigid glass of milk and began typing. She opened up iTunes and clicked on her favourite Rashed Al Majed song and hummed the lyrics silently. Amna finished typing the last few words, then speedily called up 3li. After just one ring her brother from another mother answered ..
"Amoooon! Wallah tawni kint ba6ershlich message! Fedaitich sha5barech?" He answered in exhilaration.
"Hehe, 9b7an Allah! I'm good, how are you 3looy?"
"I'm good, I'm good, shway ta3ban though .."
"Inzain 3alawi, why did you give 5aled my number?" She asked curiously, not like she minded.
"5alood? Ishda5al, I didn't give him your number, laish?"
"You didn't? 'Cause he called me elyoum, he told me he got it from you." She said, suprised.
"Nope, so .. did you talk him?"
"Ee, we talked. He seems like a nice guy."
"Yeah, he's great!" Amna detected the excitement in 3li's voice. "You guys actually have a lot in common, I just realized. The whole horse riding thing .."
"Haha! Yeah I know, and we're both Pisces!"
"We all need to go out together sometime, me, you, 5aled .."
"Mmm, yeah okay I'll see. 3ayal bakalmik bukra .."
"Okay fedaitich, take care!" "You too .."
Just as Amna put her blackberry down, it juddered. She glanced at the flashing phone, and checked to see who was calling. It was 5aled ..
Amna answered. They babbled on about random subjects for ages, he asked her why she didn't send him a message when she woke up, she simply told him she had forgotten. Amna rubbed her eyes with her skinny fingers, and yawned.
"Shfeech Amoon, ta3bana?" 5aled asked with concern.
"Ee ishway, ma3ani rigadt wayed elyoum lisa mashiba3t" She giggled.
"Inzain namy .."
"Oookay, bs gabel ma asker. How did you get my number?" She brought up the subject she discerned 5aled didn't want to talk about.
"Why does it matter?"
"Madree, I just want to know. You told me you got it from 3looy .. I asked him and he didn't know what I was talking about."
"Honestly, I .. I, I stole it from his phone." "Oh .."
"I hope that didn't put you off, bs el9ara7a when I saw you earlier today .. 3jabteni. I got to know you a little bit more, and you're really sweet! I thought we could be good friends, you know?"
"Aww thanks 5aled, you are too! Of course we can be friends .." She blushed.
5aled loved hearing the innocence of her voice, the tenderness of her giggle, he could see her luminous smile on the other side of the phone. He knew he wanted to be more than friends. It wasn't just her perfect, sharp features he adored, it was her personality, her kindness, her sense of humour. He just needed to be patient before he hinted anything.
Amna silenced her phone, got up to brush her teeth, then flattened her body on her bed. She instantly closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
First to comment =D
ReplyDeleteKeep writing!
I stole your number...
ReplyDeleteReminds me of someone .. lol
Btw I'm jealous that Al Dana doesn't have a bigger part in the story .. I think she should double date Ali with you and Khaled :Pp
haha! brother from another mother! i love this but can you please make it longer? & what about 7amad, i hate khaled already.
ReplyDeleteMhm; Lmao, I know I haven't talked about Amna's friends. I'll be sure to make them have bigger roles in the story ..
ReplyDeleteAnonymous; I know this one was a short one, the next one will be MUCH longer lat5afeen!:P
You'll read about 7amad later in the story, I'm still not there yet. Khaled's nice trust me :P